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In many ways I envy people who have religion.
I'd much rather believe that I'll one day be sitting on a cloud instead of
simply being chewed up and then squirted out of a worm’s anus. Not only that
but religious people believe that God has a plan for us all. How nice is that?
Life might seem fucking pointless to me but even if it's pointless for a
religious person, that's okay because that's what the Sky-Boss wants. As of
right now, the only things I have planned for the week are to go to my soul
destroying job in the day and then spend the evenings fantasising about the
ways in which I could commit suicide. For me, I think the old noose-and-a-wank
is currently the top of the possibilities. I'd like to have some higher-power comforting me that there is some
reason to the misery of life but sadly I'm not a fucking idiot. God is dead and
we're all alone in an angst-ridden vacuum of meaninglessness. Anyway, so to get
to the point, I really enjoyed that new Michael Keaton film.